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Florence Wight, better known as "Miss Flo" was born in Manhattan,
New York in 1927 to Darius and Sylvia Wilson. She was the last of three
sisters to survive. In 1952 she left the concrete jungle of New York City in
search of a better life for herself and her two eldest children, Harriet and
Dennis Wight, here in St. Thomas.
Here she met her beloved and had her two youngest daughters, better
known as Xina and Xona Emanuel. In the course of her career Florence
held a wide variety of jobs. She worked for the V.I. Housing Authority at
Lucinda Millin, with Henry Millin; and was co-owner and operator of the
Social Inn at the head of the pave street, where pigs feet and green
bananas were the speciality. She was a supervisor at Knud Hansen Hos-
pital; and worked at the V.I. Police Department in the records depart-
ment. She worked at C&Y as a dental assistant in a mobile trailer which
visited all the schools. Florence owned and operated Flo's Cool Cafe in
Mafolie, where she was also well known for her many speciality specials,
candies, etc. Florence left the island in 1970 in support of her two eldest
children. She worked as a teacher in New York and later as a Social
Worker in Florida.
Miss Flo was loved by many children and adults alike. She was a
beautiful and wonderful mother, a loving sister and daughter. She cared
about many people, people that no one else would give the time of day to.
She was different; she was a genius with new ideas, but never had the
opportunity to put them into effect. She was a good listener and a friend
to many. She helped a lot of people in need and showed her children how
to be charitable and caring, and have respect for others. Florence was a
strict, no-nonsense mother. She believed good discipline brought forth
good adults and she was right; it paid off.
After a series of stokes, she returned to St. Thomas to the Sea View
Nursing and Rehabilitation Facility, where she implemented many activi-
ties for residents and helped in many programs. After a final, severe
stroke which left her helpless and began her long suffering, we watched
her deteriorate slowly. She wasn't a big complainer, but a brave sufferer.
Florence will be greatly missed. She has been a good and important
example in the lives of all her family members. Her jokes, laughter and
jokie dances will be immensely missed. We thank our Father for her
everlasting rest in peace.









CHILDREN
Dennis Wight, Harriet Wight,
Xina Emanuel Carty, Judy Emanuel Ahmed
DAUGHTER-IN-LAW
Cheryl Wight

SONS-IN-LAW
George Carty, Sr., Fuad Ahmed

GRANDCHILDREN
Dennis Wight, Jr., Timothy L. Washington, Jr.,
George A. Carty, Jr., Michael Gonzalez,
Fahmi Fuad Ahmed, Wesley Wight, Chrystal Wight
GODSON
Leon Pickering

GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN
T'Kima A. Washington

NEPHEWS
Carlos McLean, Roberto McLean

SPECIAL LOVED ONE
Anthon Emanuel

SPECIAL FRIENDS
Catherine Fitzgerald, Lordes Lo,
Emelda Hatchet, Janice Rey, Esmie Krigger
CARETAKER
Altia Frett



gPafl ea"e.
Timothy Washington, Dennis Wight,
George Carty, Jr., Leon Pickering,
Allen Harris, Maxine Barry










HYMN ........................................ How Great Thou Art
SENTENCES ........................... Pastor Wilfred Tumbull
PRAYER ............................... Pastor Wilfred Tumbull
DUO ........................... Bro. Adelbert and Melba George
SELECTION ................................. Smith Bay Choir
SCRIPTURES ....................... 23:Psalms, Romans 8:35-39
SOLO ..................................Jacquline Hodge
SELECTION ............... ............................ Sent
RECESSIONAL ..................... Shall We Gather at the River





















Mommy... I love you. You were and always will be the best mother
ever. You still are because all the things you taught us and shared with us
will be with us forever. I always felt like I wanted to die before you, as
I've told you many times, because I always wanted you to be there for
me; but the Lord has seen fit to take you out of your suffering. You were
always there for all of your children. You sacrificed for us, and I can
honestly say I don't believe you loved anything or anyone more than
your children and grandchildren. My heart is at peace because I know
you gave your heart to the Lord and you will enjoy all of His riches. You
will be with the Lord forever.
Love, Xina

Dearest Mother... You were to me the best mother you knew how to
be. You always kept me safe, warm and dry, but most of all loved. You
taught me things I did not know. You showed me how to care. You stood
by me through tough and even tougher times. You were always there.
You were the one who healed my wounds, you were the one who dried
by tears, you were the one who introduced me to God to know Him in
my life that was the best gift you could have given to me and the best
expression of love you could have shown. For such a loving mother you
had a long suffering that no one understands. But all will be known
someday. For now you are with the same God you introduced me to. He
is with you, making sure that you never suffer again. He has embraced
you with his love and welcomed you into his Royal home. I am happy for
you mother, I love you miss you. I pray that I will join you when it is my
turn someday.
Love, Judy










"MOM" A REFLECTION OF MY MOTHER
First of all: I thank God for you Mom. Many women could substitute
when you were not near, none could compare. In my days of trial and
tribulations, it was you, Mom, who were with me. When I was away
from you, it was you who were with me. For you are always in my mind.
Your love will see me through my life. Your teachings will see me
through all strife. You were an angel of God, sent to do God's work.
Time waits for no one, neither does the Lord. Your love will see me
through my life. Your teachings will see me through all strife. You were
an angel of God, sent to do God's work. Time waits for no one, neither
does the Lord. I fear not to live, Mom, while you are away. For as I said,
and I'll say it again, you are with me every day. The Lord is my helper, I
am not alone ... God was with you... He took you home. I fear not to
live, Mom, while you are away. For as I said, and I'll say it again, you are
with me every day. The Lord is my helper, I am not alone ... God was
with you... He took you home. During this day of reflection remember
that my Mom spent her life ... responding to the needs of God's people.
To those who disappointed you, I wonder why! My Mom was your mom
too! No man or woman is an island, therefore do not ask for whom the
bell tolls, it tolls for thee. In conclusion of this reflection, always remem-
ber, the world is a better place because my mother lived.
Forever yours with love, "Mom," Harriet



to Central Ambulance, Meals on Wheels, Bro. Adelbert George, Dr. &
Mrs. Lu, Kathleen Richards, Dial-A-Ride, Gregory Samuel, DHS AQ
Building, staff the and management of the IFG, Frenchtown Evangelistic,
St. Paul's Baptist, Greg Samuel, Julie Hordge and family, and Blondina
Freeman


to my father, Anthon Emanuel,
whoywas there always to help and advise,
and to lean on in those most critical moments.


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